You have to make a choice: realizing the reality of things, or feeding pigeons. It’s a tough one because there are pigeons right here and the reality of things is at least one bus ride south. The pigeons are grey and black and small and they like to be fed. You like to be fed too, so they’re easy to relate to. The bus stop is nearby. You think about kiting the pigeons to the bus stop and then onto the bus, but that’s absurd and you know it. Buses have a schedule and they come everyday or so. Pigeons have the same schedule. There really isn’t any wiggle room.

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Adam Marston can also be found at DOGZPLOT, decomP, elimae, Eclectica, and VIPs on VSF.